••••🍀RACHEL🍀
I felt uncomfortable having him carry me to his car.
When I checked, it was a white Mercedes Benz Maybach Exelero and it was in the latest edition.
I was literally stunned.This guy...How much is he even worth?.
Firstly,
it was the Aston Martin, now, this car. It should be around $8.5m . Like WTF! Who the FUCK is this guy?.
I held on to him tightly. I have never felt this kinda way before, having a man carry me. It was a bit awkward and terrifying.He opened the car, carefully placing me into it.
He closed the door, moving round to sit in the driver's side.He turned on the engine, the air conditioning unit blasting chilled air immediately.
"How are you feeling?", he asked.My fingers fidgeting, I stroked my hair gently. Staring in front of me and avoiding any form of eye contact with him."
Rachel...?"
He held my hand,"... about last night, I...""It is fine. Don't worry about explaining things to me." I said, cutting him off.
"But... but I need to let you know that I am deeply sorry about it. I don't do that type of thing.
I am more about consent and agreement. I was obviously high on the Coke and lost control of my thoughts and actions. And..."I clenched my fists.
I don't need any explanation or pity."It is fine. Just let it be." I said,thrashing my head to the side to stare at other cars in the parking lot.
I heard him sigh."Should we go have dinner together? I know a very good place."I frowned."No. Don't bother."
"What about we visit some private and pretty scenery? There is this new one that was recently opened.
The gardens are such a wonder."It was frustrating hearing his damn voice and his rich scent kept invading my nostrils. "Not interested."
"Rachel, Look at me... please." He said.
I couldn't bring my self to grant his request. I felt like killing him already and I hated the fact that I can't do no such thing.
"Zoe will be looking for me at the moment. With what you did to Steve, by now, they should be with him."
"I don't care about that at all. What I want right now, is to have this discussion with you. I am not letting you go if we ain't reasoning that complicated night together. Now tell me, talk to me... tell me how you feel.
"I went mute, unable to say a single word."Talk to me, Rachel. Tell me anything, anything at all is fine. I will listen, I won't object or shun you.
I won't make you feel threaten. Please, talk to me." He sounded like a remorseful, frustrated and helpless person.A tear ran down my cheek.
I quickly glanced at him to be sure of his emotions. We locked gazes, our eyes explaining each other's feelings.
I could see the hurt in his eyes as he stared into mine. I wanted him to see the pain I was feeling, the pain he subjected me to. The tears that determined the extent of my hurt.
He looked away from me, staring at the steering wheel."You hate me, don't you?"I sobbed.
"More than anything in the world, Jake. I agree... you were on drugs. But you left this morning like nothing happened, and now, you are here... You are here acting like you care. You hurt Steve because he was trying woo me. How heartless can you be?. Even if you are a gangster or anything, can you at least be more kinder?!"He didn't say anything, his eyes were staring at nothing in particular.
He took off his trench coat, throwing it to the back. He was wearing a black, turtleneck, long sleeved, tight fitting shirt and grey trousers.
The shirt hugged his body so perfectly, that could see his big biceps and triceps flexing without him doing too much.
"You are free to hate me and I won't let you feel otherwise.
The only thing I can do now, is to hate myself for not exercising control..." he glanced at me,"... if I could return the hands of the clock, I would have just stayed at home or probably tell anna not to give out my location to anyone.
As usual, shit happens. We either learn from it and move on or keep brooding over it and get stuck in the past... I don't know what else to say to you."I glanced at my clenched fists.
Even in the air conditioning, I was sweating. I am with the man who made me feel like trash and he is in here all sobered up and solemn."What do you want from me, Jake? I keep asking this question because, I don't get you.
You asked me to be your model, I accepted. Now, Now we are here discussing an issue that is not job related. What is it that you want from me?.
If it is the sex, you've gotten it already. So what exactly do you want?""If it's about sex, then you're wrong.
Sex is the cheapest thing for me and it costs me a phone call or an hello.
"I shrugged a shoulder."Obviously, it's cheap for you. But still, what. the hell. do you. want. from me?" I laid emphasis on the words more clearly.
He held my gaze and I couldn't take my eyes off his. "What I want is actually... nothing.
Truly, I wanted to use you for an art project. Then I got to know, you are the daughter of someone I really detest and that's why I want you to help me with something.
"I frowned.
"And what is that?"He smiled, moving closer to me. He cupped my cheek,
"Rachel...
your father is a very dubious man and he needs to suffer a little bit. He owes me a lot of money and has been on my trail, trying to assassinate me."I was shocked."My, My Father?"
"Yes..."
he skimmed his thumb over my lower lip slowly."...If you can help me regain all that money, then I will let you be. I won't disturb you and I won't put you through any stress.
"I swallowed hard, staring into his subtle blue eyes that were watching me. They were as clear as crystal and so delicate, you did wish to hold them."Is that a promise?"
"I swear to you." He responded.I was contemplating on whether to believe him or take it as an empty promise.
"Rachel, What do you wish to do to me if you had the chance?"I thought of what to say but really, only one thing Crossed my mind.
"I want to subject you to the worst torture, Jake." I said, gulping down a large lump that was building in my throat.He grinned.
"If that's what you wish, I will let you torture me. Either in bed or out. If you want, I will let you hit me, kick me, punch me.
Lash me with a whip, tie me down to a post and subject me to any type of torture..."
Wait!
His eyes are gleaming.What the...?.Is he referring to BDSM?.Bondage and dominating sex method?."
Jake... are you trying to talk me into doing BDSM with you?" I asked to be sure.I saw the smirk on his face.I frowned.
What a pervert!."Don't think too much about it, I will be the Sub and you can be the Dom. Just say the word and you can torture me how you want..." his face was so close, I could feel his hot breath fanning my face. My eyes went down to his wet lips,"... I won't stop you. I will get all the tools you need and if they aren't enough, let me know. But first Rachel, I heard your father wants to open a casino in Bronx two days from now."
I was unaware of this.I have been avoiding my father ever since I returned. I don't want him to know about my whereabouts. I don't even message him on any social media app since I changed lines.
"I know nothing about that."
"I know you don't, but you are the key to everything. I heard the old guy is going to pump in a lot of cash in the casino's stash and I need the password.
I also know that in this little head of yours, you have the password in it because he accidentally told you..."
I was shocked beyond believe.
How, How did he know?!This guy...What the fuck?! Has he been investigating me for years or whatever has he been doing to know this much?.
"I don't know what you are talking about." I said, averting my gaze.He grabbed my cheeks, staring at my lips with subtle, yet lustful eyes."You don't know how to lie, baby girl.
It doesn't suit you... I want you to figure the passwords out and let me know on time. And uhm... I have already began sculpting and I am still on the foundation laying stage, so you would need to be with me on Friday and that's after the grand opening of your father's casino..."
"But I don't wanna be your model anymore. I really can't keep up.
I can't and I don't want to."He planted a soft kiss on my lips."You don't have a choice, my dear. My model remains my model until I am tired of using them...
"I saw the wicked smile on his face."Let go of my face, Jake..." I said, my voice was faint.
I closed my eyes. Why am I in this mess? What did I ever do wrong to be in such a helpless situation?
"... please... I am begging you". I said, Opening my eyes slowly to look into his."A young philanderer was about kissing these lips of yours.
You are trying to run away from me. It's okay, you can run, but let me assure you. You can keep running and I will keep chasing after you.
If any man dares to touch you, I will break his fingers before I clip him.
If this lips gets kissed by anyone, consider him a dead man.
If any man dares covet you, or stares at you lustfully, I will kill him in front of your pretty, captivating eyes.
Every path you run on, I shall flood it with the blood of any man who touches this flower in front of me.
So, I dare you to run away from me and I won't hold you back.
Crushing Steve's hands is just the tip of what I am about.
You have no idea what I will do to the next guy.
Rachel... I am very obsessed with you. I am a very jealous person and my jealousy is deadly to both you and I.
You are free to run away but keep that in mind as a gentle reminder...
" he kissed my cheek, licking it up with his tongue. He gave me a soft bite on it,"... and daddy won't be able to save you from me. This, I swear to you."
He whispered in my ears.Tears trickled down my cheeks. It then dawn on me. I am in a trap and I have no place to run to.
His words never sounded this cold before and the mean truth in them, made me quiver.
I can only imagine what he could do if I actually run away.All I have to do now, is to play this game.